When we sat under apple trees...

Wondering about out futures...

Calling for the afternoon wind...

Instead we felt the humid breath of summer...

...

"What can we do together?"

You asked while staring into my eyes...

Clover fields immediately surrounded me...

I guess it came to my surprise...

That this fantasy wasn't a lie...

How luck we were sit next to each other...

The beginning...

...

The next day we sat under the apple tree...

The sky wasn't so clear...

It had company...

But you still sat right next to me...

Like the blue never fainted...

Even at nights...

...

Then the clouds turned gray...

I could hear the God's arguing...

Thunder from the mouths of champions...

Screaming in our field...

"Are we going to be alright?"

"I don't just hold on tight..."

You looked so worried...

I wanted to hold you,

But you deflected my hand...

And started to run away...

I hope you made it in safe...

Because the rain came down...

And drowned what we had of each other...

Now I'm left in soggy grass...

...

The next day...

The tree was the same as my veins...

Cold and alone...

Even snowflakes froze...